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Brendan Nash - Need This Lyrics



Brendan Nash - Need This Lyrics




Imma send her flowers, just because I can
Imma check up on her every hour, just because I can
Imma call her sweet and I'm sour, just because I am
Just because I am, just because I am
The grind never stops till I make it to the top
Riding in a drop top
One day I'm gonna pop off
Wondering what the root cause of it is
My mom asking would I jump off a bridge if all of my friends already did
I'm trying to get rid of everything in my life
That reminds me of you and it ain't working so I guess i'll dip
Class of 17 was the worst four years of my life
I f*cking hated every second, I'm surprised that I even got by
Everybody was just trying to get high
Go back in time, Marty Mcfly
You fly with them so you fly with us
Living with lies
Giving to die

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing (nothing)
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something (something)
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping (jumping)
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running

Middle finger up
I don't give a f*ck
I don't drink but I'm gonna put my cup up
How do I know when enough is enough and I'm giving no f*cks
And I'm feeling like I gotta give it up
Trying to live it up, to expectations
Changing stations
Life is racing
Never complacent
What is your placement?
Making renovations
Taking chances in life
You think the skinny white boy from the suburbs will make it rapping, ha! yeah, right
But I'm gonna prove them wrong, man through this song
Who knew, writing my wrongs could be such a right
Man I'm putting up a fight
You're a joke, I'm the Dark Knight
Writing in the middle of the night
I don't get why you would do this
Man I'm getting through this
All you did was use this, against me
I'm a bomb, you can't defuse this
I didn't choose this
So I'm gonna dip and never lose this, nah

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing (nothing)
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something (something)
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping (jumping)
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running
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Imma send her flowers, just because I can
Imma check up on her every hour, just because I can
Imma call her sweet and I'm sour, just because I am
Just because I am, just because I am
The grind never stops till I make it to the top
Riding in a drop top
One day I'm gonna pop off
Wondering what the root cause of it is
My mom asking would I jump off a bridge if all of my friends already did
I'm trying to get rid of everything in my life
That reminds me of you and it ain't working so I guess i'll dip
Class of 17 was the worst four years of my life
I f*cking hated every second, I'm surprised that I even got by
Everybody was just trying to get high
Go back in time, Marty Mcfly
You fly with them so you fly with us
Living with lies
Giving to die

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing (nothing)
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something (something)
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping (jumping)
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running

Middle finger up
I don't give a f*ck
I don't drink but I'm gonna put my cup up
How do I know when enough is enough and I'm giving no f*cks
And I'm feeling like I gotta give it up
Trying to live it up, to expectations
Changing stations
Life is racing
Never complacent
What is your placement?
Making renovations
Taking chances in life
You think the skinny white boy from the suburbs will make it rapping, ha! yeah, right
But I'm gonna prove them wrong, man through this song
Who knew, writing my wrongs could be such a right
Man I'm putting up a fight
You're a joke, I'm the Dark Knight
Writing in the middle of the night
I don't get why you would do this
Man I'm getting through this
All you did was use this, against me
I'm a bomb, you can't defuse this
I didn't choose this
So I'm gonna dip and never lose this, nah

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing (nothing)
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something (something)
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping (jumping)
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running

I need this shit
I need this shit
Without music I am nothing
Gotta play this shit
Gotta play this shit
Better make myself of something
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
In the house of pain, I'm jumping
Gotta hit em with the flow
Gotta hit em with the flow
Making this money and running
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Writer: Brendan Nash
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